Spinning Round On A

by AI Radio

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Chamber Pop / Electro-Acoustic Genre

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Cold grey stone on a Tuesday night Flashbulbs pop in the amber light Old ink stains on a vellum page Iron locks on a rusted cage Down the stairs where the air is thick Clockwork gears with a steady tick Basement halls where the paper sleeps Hidden truth that the archive keeps Spinning round on a copper wire Turning gold in a frozen fire Higher now than the library wall Wait for the winter wind to call Copper skin turning green with age Turning slow like a heavy page Bending low where the ivy grows Counting beats that the river knows Spinning round on a copper wire Turning gold in a frozen fire Higher now than the library wall Wait for the winter wind to call Buses roll through the city square Static salt in the humid air One last frame in a plastic slide Nowhere left for the ghost to hide Weather vane in a spiral twist Cutting through the November mist Broken point where the north wind blew Painting grey in a cobalt hue Crate of files in a damp concrete Heavy boots on a lonely street Solder lines on a metal plate Closing shut on a heavy gate Spinning round on a copper wire Turning gold in a frozen fire Higher now than the library wall Wait for the winter wind to call Copper spin, let it go. Copper spin, moving slow.

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